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[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

Who: Orion
Where: Orion dorms!
When: Day 114, around noon.
What: Catching up on team stuff.

Comments

[used_parts.insanejournal.com]

Should I go first, then?

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

Yeah. C'mon, let's go get the others.

[used_parts.insanejournal.com]

Eh, the rest of the team?

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

We've all got memories to take. Unless you wanna do ours first?

[used_parts.insanejournal.com]

. . . Well, if we can put it off just a little longer that's alright. We're taking them today either way.

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

[nods]

That's what I figured.

[byallmeans.insanejournal.com]

[Some time later, someone's on his way back with his staff in the left hand and a basket of ~strange~ and ~interesting~ plants in a basket tucked against his right hip. He's been gone since before everyone woke up today. Mysterious. :|a]

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

[blinks. looks up.]

Mitsu?

[byallmeans.insanejournal.com]

Yes?

[Trying to juggle the basket to the staff hand so that he can open the door. :/]

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

Where were you?

[Evening, presumably after dinner]

[out-ofthe-chair.insanejournal.com]

[knockknock]

[used_parts.insanejournal.com]

[. . . :|a]

I was wondering when you'd come back.

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

Who's there?

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[out-ofthe-chair.insanejournal.com]

It is Spock.

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

[opens the door, slowly. winces a bit, like he has a headache.]

Hey. C'mon in.

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[out-ofthe-chair.insanejournal.com]

[headtilt]

... Thank you.

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

My room?

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[out-ofthe-chair.insanejournal.com]

[nods, stepping inside]

... Are you suffering a head injury, Jim?

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

[closes the door behind him]

Big memory.

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[out-ofthe-chair.insanejournal.com]

Big in duration?

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

Yeah. At least four years. A little more. Filled in a bunch of gaps, anyway.

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[out-ofthe-chair.insanejournal.com]

May I inquire about your memory?

[heading to his room]

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

If you want. It was about Iowa.

[heads in after him]

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[out-ofthe-chair.insanejournal.com]

Your childhood?

Remove your shirt and lay face-down on the floor, please.

Re: [Evening, presumably after dinner]

[in_the_chair.insanejournal.com]

More like young adulthood. I got my childhood a while ago.

[starts pulling off his shirt]